Any misgivings I might have had about Jill and Ben's sexual exploits together were being rapidly erased with the renewed attention my sex life with Jill was experiencing. Since Ben left on Monday night I had been woken up three straight mornings with ball-draining blow jobs that left me weak in the knees and distracted most of the morning. Then at night I had finally experienced the glory of my wife's ass and I was not complaining one bit that I wasn't first.
If it took Ben fucking her to get her to want to explore and experience sex in new ways well then so be it. There was plenty of life left to enjoy it to the fullest. And we both seemed to have an extra bounce in our step lately.
When Thursday evening arrived Ben was absolutely true to his word. He had spent considerable time working on the website on his own and the results were amazing. Jill and I were very excited to see the changes and progress he had made. In fact he had made so much progress we were now ahead of schedule and Jill was going to have to start to devote more time to making jewelry. The energy was so high for all of us at this moment.
As our time that night started to wind down I felt pretty wiped. It had been a long week so I told Ben and Jill I was going to call it a night and let them close it down. I headed upstairs just before 11 o'clock and was lights out within 15 minutes.
I woke up and it was nearing 2 AM but Jill was not in bed yet. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know why. I rolled back over and fell back asleep. When I woke up around 6 AM, my normal time on a work morning, I looked over to see a completely naked Jill lying on her back, legs slightly open. She was still a bit swollen from the obvious pounding she had taken. There were plenty of Ben remnants between her legs as well.
I got up and headed to shower to get ready for my day knowing my streak of morning blow jobs was definitely coming to an end. After getting ready I headed to Jill's side of the bed and I saw the clothes she wore the night before piled up on the floor. I picked them up to put them in the closet and noticed that her pink panties had been completely ripped. I guess they were in a hurry.
As I kissed Jill on the cheek she woke up and looked at me in a haze.
"Late night I guess," I said.
She tried to gather her bearings before answering.
"I have a fucking hangover," she said.
"Oh I didn't realized you ended up drinking," I said.
"No," she replied. "I have a fucking hangover. A hangover from fucking."
"Oh," came my slightly surprised reaction. "Must have been good then."
"I'm not sure I can move," replied Jill. "My body has never been put in more positions in my life. It was like yoga sex. I'm spent. He can fuck forever."
"Well I'll get the kids ready this morning and let you regroup," I said. "Just come down before I need to leave for work."
And this became our routine for the next several weeks. Ben came over on Monday and Thursday nights and we all worked for two hours and I would go upstairs and Ben and Jill would fuck until they were done for the night. Sometimes I would stick around for a bit and sometimes I wouldn't.
We did have our first active three-way with Ben and I both fucking Jill at the same time, Ben in her pussy and me in her ass. That was pretty intense indeed. She had sucked us both together and all in all no one had anything to complain about.
Jill and I were more active than ever together and Ben seemed incredibly pleased with the sex he was getting at least twice a week. And then Jill was obviously having her cake and eating it too. I provided her what Ben couldn't and he provided her what I couldn't and since all else was going so well there was no reason to end a good thing.
When the next Monday came Ben was in an especially good mood. He told us he had gotten a promotion and that the company had won an award for the work he had done on a project and he was crediting us for how even his work life had changed for the better.
"I've been more engaged at work since our relationship has been so good," Ben started. "My people skills are better. I'm happier. I'm more motivated and it has shown in my work and my colleagues have noticed too."
He told us about the award and that on Saturday he was going to a dinner with the company CEO, President and VP where they would be presented their award as a company. He said he was nervous because it was a plus-one event and all the others in his company were bringing their spouses and he had invited a girl he knew from where he lived and just hoped she wouldn't screw it up.
Jill wasn't feeling so great that night so she excused herself early. Ben and I talked most of the night and it showed he was more nervous then he had led on about this work function. He had never been in a situation with upper management let alone something that was high profile. He was worried that his social skills for such an evening would not be up to par and that the girl he had invited and him didn't know each other that well and that could end up awkward too. The company had a hotel room for him but wasn't even sure his date would want to stay as they weren't really together. He was putting pressure on his date which I told him wasn't necessary. As long as she can behave and can carry a conversation you will be fine.
I told him not to worry and that people usually have a few too many cocktails at things like that and no one will remember. I told him to enjoy, have some questions he can ask those in his company that show his interest in the company in areas he isn't as familiar with and remember that they are all there because of his work. And if his date didn't want to stay just use the hotel room to get ready and you can go back home and sleep and thank her for coming. She gets a free night of dinner and drinks as well.
When he left he was in a good mood about it and felt like it was a great opportunity to advance his career and make an impact with upper management.
Thursday came and he still felt good about it. He had met with his date to talk about it as well which made him feel even better about it. We got more done that night and even though Jill was feeling better she wasn't quite her normal stuff. But she didn't want Ben to leave without a little something so after he packed up his stuff she told him to sit on the couch and she proceeded to give him a world-class blowjob to "release his stress" as she put it.
I must say he did look relieved as he left but who wouldn't after that kind of attention.
Jill was back to full speed on Friday and felt good and we had a fun family night and a good long fuck session ourselves that night. After a few Saturday morning errands we were back home and decided to give Ben a call to wish him luck that night so we dialed him up.
"Hey Jill," he answered recognizing the number.
"Hi," she replied. "We're both on speaker phone and wanted to call to wish you luck tonight. We know it will be great."
"I'm not going," came a disappointed reply.
"What?" I asked.
"My date cancelled last night," Ben said. "Some kind of family emergency. So I'm waiting till a bit closer and going to call them and tell them I got food poisoning."
"Damn man that sucks," I said.
"Ben I am so sorry," added Jill.
"It's ok," Ben said. "It could have gone wrong anyway with me being nervous and her and I really not knowing each other."
There was a pause as neither of us really knew what to say to cheer him up.
"Ben" started Jill. "Hold on a sec ok?"
"Ok," he replied.
Jill hit mute on the phone and looked at me.
"What do you think?" she said.
"I think that sucks for him," I said.
"No," she said. "That's not what I mean."
"Then what do you mean?" I asked.
Jill looked at me like I should know what she means.
"Should WE help out a friend here," she said.
"I'd love to but I don't know what we can do," I replied.
"Jesus babe," she said a bit exasperated. "Should I be his date for the night?"
"What?" I asked.
"It's not a big deal," she said. "It's a big night and opportunity for him and he might not get another one like it. Besides, who does he know better than me to be comfortable around and make this night pay off for him. You know I am great in those situations."
Now that was a fact. My wife could woo any executive out there in a social or business setting and she was right about the opportunity for Ben.
"Sorry," I said. "I guess it didn't dawn on me for you to be his date. It seems like a next step of sorts to me."
